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erection. I'm already wet for him, but he gives me a courtesy finger-fuck to make sure that I'm well-lubricated to receive his girth.
    And yes, his cock is big.
    [But ladies, let's clear something up right here and now. The size of a guy's dick doesn't necessarily mean that it has inborn talent. So please don't think that guys with smaller dicks can't make your eyes roll back in your head, or propel you to cry out dirty, filthy things like some two-bit strumpet, because I'm sure that they can. It's just that I personally haven't had any experience with those of . . . smaller . . . girth. We clear on that?]
    As soon as his fingers leave my core, I brace myself for the forceful thrust of his cock as he enters me. I mean, that's his usual style - the great, swift plunge.
    But he enters me slowly now and I'm pleasantly surprised by this. He's being unusually gentle, inching his erection into me with slow deliberation and care. Both of his hands are now braced on my hips, gently rolling them in sync with his slow, methodical thrusting.
    "Does that feel good Jade? Does this cock feel good in your pussy?"
    I hesitate momentarily; Hayden doesn't generally talk during sex. He's extremely talkative today however.
    "Oh yes," I reply honestly. "It feels so good, Hayden."
    We work ourselves into a slow rhythm; he rocks in and out of me slowly, his momentum picking up just a notch as we continue at this pace. I dare to arch my back just a bit in order to allow the head of his cock to hit my sweet spot.
    It's perfect.
    I moan loudly as he continues hitting my spot; my breathing escalates and it feels so fucking good with him right now that I can't stop mewling my pleasure. I sound like a whore in heat, but I don't give a damn because it feels just that good. It's never been this good . . . not with Hayden.
    Something has changed.
    With him?
    Or with me?
    I don't dare stop to analyze it because I'm quickening like a horny bitch and he's murmuring things to me.
    Dirty things.
    Sexy things.
    This is a first for that as well.
    "You like how this feels, don't you?" he rasps from behind me, his hands now gripping my ass cheeks firmly.
    "God . . . yes. Please don't stop."
    I'm afraid that he will stop his thrusting and I don't even know why that thought enters my mind because he's enjoying this every bit as much as I am.
    I'm on the verge of a major orgasm and I feel his hand circle around from the back. His fingers are splayed and his thumb finds my swollen clit. I gasp audibly as he rocks in and out of me, pinging my g-spot each and every time with his cock, while he rolls my swollen clit between his thumb and forefinger, gently pinching it.
    "Oh God," I moan loudly, feeling the spasms being released from deep within my core, "Please don't stop!"
    He groans as he meets my orgasm with his own powerful one. Several thrusts later I feel him stiffen as his cock throbs within me and I'm overwhelmed with how much pleasure he's given me.
    "You love what my cock gave you," he whispers hoarsely as my orgasm starts to wind down just as his is exploding inside of me.
    "Tell me.  I need to hear it."
    "Yes," I answer, trying to catch my breath. "I fucking love what your cock gave me," I finish in a hoarse whisper.
    My breathing remains ragged from the climactic exertion, and my skin is still tingling from the remnants of having every single nerve ending in my body electrified by Hayden's cock. I clench my muscles around him feeling the warm squirts of cum pulsating inside of my soaked pussy.
    Hayden's breathing finally slows down as he gives one last shudder and empties the last drops of his climax inside of my body.
    He backs out of me, and I can feel the wetness of our joint orgasms as it drips from us. He collapses beside me on the bed, his breathing still fast and hard from the exertion. My legs feel wobbly, and I join him, damp skin meeting damp skin.
    "Damn," he growls, pulling me close, his fingers combing through my damp locks of hair. "That was